The Saga of Good: Chapter 5
A/N: I have a new muse, but he's not mine, he's Another World's, don't worry, he's only going to stay for this chapter, while my Ken explains the mysteries of life of having more than one Ken in the world. *sweatdrops* Don't worry, I'll return him after this chapter, Another World. Please review.
~*~
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon.
Ken: *comes stumbling in from the basement where he sleeps with Another World (A/W) Young Ken following him* Where's Wormmon?
heath 999: *already at work writing her story* Somewhere around Europe, I guess.
Ken: WHAT?!
*sonic boom is heard*
heath 999: Gee, he's going faster than I thought, he just passed our house.
A/W Young Ken: How did he get so fast?
heath 999: He ate my college stash. All of it.
Ken: You mean...
heath 999: Yup, he's on a sugar high of all time.
*Another sonic boom is heard*
A/W Young Ken: How much was there?
heath 999: Three tons of candy, and thirty gallons of soda. He digivolved to Stingmon to try to wear himself out.
Ken: And?
heath 999: It didn't work, so he's almost destroyed the house, and now is circling the world, I give about three, four chapters before he returns. You also owe me a house, Ken.
*Yet another sonic boom*
Ken: Gee, look at the time! I'd better start walking Young Ken back to his author.
Young Ken: But...
Ken: *shoves him through the door* Bye!
heath 999: If Wormmon lands at any of the reviewers houses, please send him back.
*The last sonic boom for this chapter is heard, as Stingmon still circles the planet*
heath 999: He'll probably land sometime this century. I hope. Please review!
~*~
I smile as the digidestined happily accept my invitation to a Christmas party.
Except one.
Maybe I shouldn't try to invite him; maybe I should avoid his wraith towards me as much as possible.
But,
but I'm trying to get along with all of the digidestined now, and it's wrong to leave someone out, despite the way that you think of them.
I walk slowly up, the last invitation clutched tightly in my hand.
I see the hostility and anger that has radiated in his eyes since the first time that I saw him still there.
I stop, hesitating.
Maybe I was wrong...
maybe we can't be friends.
Determination surges through me.
There's only one way to find out.
I fill the rest of the gap, stopping short in shyness.
"You're invited, too." I stammer, offering the invitation to him smiling as sincerely as I could.
He smiles back, taking the invitation without hesitating, "that's good to know, friend." He says quietly.
Joy fills me.
I'm finally accepted in the group.
~*~
I laugh along with the other digidestined, feeling strange since I haven't laughed in such a long time.
I blush as the other digidestined compliment my laugh, saying I should do it more often.
I haven't laughed like this since before Sam died...
It's time to change that.
After all...
I have friends now.
And I have a reason to be happy.
~*~
I stare at the t.v. in shock.
Digimon are appearing all over the world, causing chaos.
I spot something else.
Something that makes me stiffen in fear.
A control spire.
My own creation, in the Real World.
This wouldn't be happening if I didn't become the Digimon Emperor.
I hear roars outside, and screams.
There's a digimon outside.
I have to stop this!
I run into my room, for once ignoring Mama's concerned calls, asking me what's wrong.
I scoop up the sleeping Minnomon, ignoring his sleepy protests as I gently cradle him in my arms, quickly grabbing unto my laptop along my way out of my bedroom door.
I run out the door, telling Mama that I'll be home tonight.
I hope.
I run out of the building, heading to the source of the screams.
A very confused and tired Minnomon keeps on asking me what's going on.
"You...have...to...digivolve!" I pant as I run.
Strange, I never have been this out of shape since I became the emperor.
But also my grades are dropping.
I shake my head clear of these confusing thoughts; I'll have to think about it later.
I hide behind an alleyway as another crowd of panicked people run by, very gently putting the now-digivoled Wormmon on the ground.
"You have to digivolve to Stingmon!" I shout over the screams.
"I can't!" Wormmon says, a little bead of sweat running down his face.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CAN'T!!!!!!!!!!!" I explode, feeling the Digimon Emperor side of me rise up as pain shoots up the back of my neck.
I mentally kick myself as Wormmon cowers away from me.
Why do I keep on doing this?
And why does my neck hurt so much when I do?
"Temper, temper, ex-Emperor, you should watch that little temper of yours." Arukenimon's mocking voice says from above.
I whirl to see her on top of a building, her partner next to her. "What are you doing?!"
Arukenimon just waves me off with a flick of her hand. "You'll see soon enough." She says mockingly.
I glare at her, even though I have a feeling that she might be right.
~*~
I smile as I hear the other digidestined conversing after our trip around the world.
It's good to be home.
I glance at my watch, shocked to see how much time has passed since we landed.
Mama's going to worry.
"I'm sorry, but I have to go home, my parents will already be worried about me." I say, bowing politely and leaving, smiling happily as I hear Izzy comment that I've totally changed.
It's good to be part of the team.
~*~
I rest my head on my pillow, feeling scared.
Something big is going on, I saw a shadow fly by my window.
I can't worry Wormmon, he's already worried enough.
Exhaustion overwhelms me from the events of the day, and I soon fall into asleep.
~*~
~Dream Sequence~
I stand there proudly, watching as the digimon falls, cheering happily while a boy that is not even a memory to me watches.
Black spheres shoot from the sand, blending so well that I barely see them.
And the other boy doesn't.
I shout a warning as I tackle him out of the way, feeling a million needles rip into my skin for a second as I scream...
~*~
~End Dream Sequence~
I jolt awake, breathing fast and ragged from my all too vivid nightmare.
I haven't had a nightmare since Sam spoke to me in my dreams.
"Ken, are you okay?" A very concerned Wormmon breaks into my thoughts.
"Do you remember a time when I hurt my neck?" I ask carefully, avoiding the question about me being okay.
"Yes, you were young then, you don't remember?" Wormmon asks, sounding surprised.
No, I don't...
and that is what worries me.
~*~
I stare in shock at the news, my face paling as the words sink in.
Children are missing all over Odaiba.
Something's wrong, I can sense that.
Does this have to do with what Arukenimon said yesterday?
I hope not.
~*~
My jaw drops in shock as a dark figure emerges from the street.
I sense evil radiating from him.
His eyes are glued to me, and I start to back away with fear.
"Ken Ichijouji! I need you!" He roars.
I swallow hard, barely hearing Davis demand why he needs me, and who he is.
"You have a dark seed imbedded deep inside you, something that will make me more powerful. Come with me, or I'll kill your friends." The digimon warns.
I flashback to the painful dream that I had last night, does this got to do with anything about that dream?
Even if it doesn't, I can't risk my friend's lives to save my own.
I start walking forward towards the digimon, ignoring the others protests.
I feel Wormmon latch onto my leg, begging for me to stop.
I gently scoop him up in my arms, "I have to go, I can't have the others get killed because I was selfish."
"Oh, how touching, ex-Emperor. I see that you have really changed a new leaf." Arukenimon's mocking voice says from the back of a truck that pulls up.
I jerk my head up, alarmed to see the duo, Mummymon driving the truck.
"Of course, if you did, you would come with us." Arukenimon says, opening the back of the truck.
I gasp in shock of the sight of the missing children, all happily smiling.
"I KNEW THAT YOU WERE BEHIND THAT!" I shout angrily.
"They came willingly, wanting to meet you Ken, you don't want to disappoint them, do you?" Arukenimon asks, already knowing the answer.
I start shaking in fear.
I can't leave the children alone with those monsters.
No matter what happens to myself, I can't see the children get hurt.
I gently put Wormmon down, and walk into the truck without looking back.
I hear Arukenimon slam the door, barely hearing Davis's concerned shouts.
I won't go back to the darkness, even if they try their hardest.
"What do you want from me?!" I demand from Arukenimon, heart hammering in fear.
"Who says I wanted you?" Arukenimon says with a laugh.
I start backing away with fear, only to feel my back hit the back of the truck.
Trapped.
"Oh, don't be afraid, ex-Emperor, I was talking about my master." She says, not sounding very reassuring as she gestures into the shadows.
Arukenimon has a master?
This gets just worse and worse.
An evil laugh that sends chills down my spine comes from the darkness, and a man that looks familiar appears from the shadows.
"Welcome back, Emperor." He says.
Scared, I just stare at him.
I'm in big trouble.
"Who are you?" I whisper, too scared to say it any louder.
"Remember? I was at your brother's funeral..." he trails off, and I suddenly remember the smile in the sea of sorrowful faces.
"If you don't remember, you probably remember this, 'your parents are devastated by your brother's death. They want another perfect child, and you're the only one to fill the expectation.'
I swallow hard, sweating in fear as the memories come flooding back from the e-mail that driven me into the Emperor.
There's only one way for him to know those words.
"The e-mail was sent by you," I whisper hoarsely, too overwhelmed with all this information.
"Who are you?! And why did you send it?!" I demand, finally regaining my voice after several moments of silence.
"I am Yukio Oikawa, and why I sent the e-mail is the same reason why you were kidnapped." He says with a demented smile.
Before I can react, he lunges forward, twisting my arms behind me in a painful lock as I struggle.
I feel my scarf removed, and wrapped around my arms and knotted firmly before something hard hits me in the head from behind.
Stunned, I fall to my knees, shaking my head as I try to clear the stars that are dancing in my vision.
"You know, I see why the dark spore was implanted in you." Oikawa says, walking into my line of sight after tying me up.
"Dark spore?" I ask, dreading the answer.
"Yes, you see, you have to have darkness in your life, an evilness for it to work. When it works, you are a perfect boy in everything, school, sports, and anything else." He explains with an evil smile.
My heart stops at his words.
The pains in the back of my neck when I was battling darkness, the sudden overnight change from kind and caring kid to a coldhearted genius, the Digimon Emperor, and back again to the kind and caring, still with the pains with the lifelong battle with darkness, and no longer the genius.
And...
and Sam's warning in my dream.
It was the dark spore.
Why didn't I figure it out earlier?
"I see that you understand what I'm talking about." Oikawa says, obviously enjoying the sight of my face being white as a sheet. "These children also know about the dark spore, and they want to be like you, so I'm granting their wish." He says, pulling something out of his pocket and lifting something that looks like a portable scanner.
"Pity that there's only one left in existence, that's why I need you, to get a sample for these children, and the little toy I have in my hand will do that for me. It won't hurt that much, and there's plenty to go around." He says, approaching me.
I pale.
I'm doomed.
I feel him grab me by the shoulder, holding me down and easily restraining me from trying to escape.
Then, I close my eyes as I feel cold metal being pressed against the back of my neck, bracing myself for what's to come.
The pain is immediate.
A burning sensation rips through the spot, I as scream, trying to jerk away from the pain as I am held back by Oikawa.
My breathing gets fast and shallow, partly from the pain, partly from the fear that is running through me.
I glance at these kids, the ones who admire me for me being a genius that I used to be.
They don't understand.
Another wave of pain shoots through, even more painful than the last.
Blackness is engulfing me; I know that I'm not going to be able to stand this much longer.
I feel hot tears running down my face.
I'm weeping.
I'm weeping for the helplessness of my situation.
I'm weeping for these children who don't know what's going to happen to them.
I remember my partner Wormmon, latching on and begging for me not to go, and Davis's concerned calls as I was taken away.
If they were following the truck...
where are they?
I close my eyes.
And darkeness engulfes me as I black out.
~*~
~Wormmon's POV~
I watch helplessly as the trains go whizzing by.
I know he's in danger, I can sense it.
I never felt so helpless before...
even when Ken was turning into the Digimon Emperor.
Tears of sadness and helplessness fall down from my eyes.
Please,
please, be your kind and gentle self when we find you, Ken.
I feel my connection to him be cut off.
And I cry helplessly.
TBC...
~*~
A/N: Please review.
A/N: I have a new muse, but he's not mine, he's Another World's, don't worry, he's only going to stay for this chapter, while my Ken explains the mysteries of life of having more than one Ken in the world. *sweatdrops* Don't worry, I'll return him after this chapter, Another World. Please review.
~*~
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon.
Ken: *comes stumbling in from the basement where he sleeps with Another World (A/W) Young Ken following him* Where's Wormmon?
heath 999: *already at work writing her story* Somewhere around Europe, I guess.
Ken: WHAT?!
*sonic boom is heard*
heath 999: Gee, he's going faster than I thought, he just passed our house.
A/W Young Ken: How did he get so fast?
heath 999: He ate my college stash. All of it.
Ken: You mean...
heath 999: Yup, he's on a sugar high of all time.
*Another sonic boom is heard*
A/W Young Ken: How much was there?
heath 999: Three tons of candy, and thirty gallons of soda. He digivolved to Stingmon to try to wear himself out.
Ken: And?
heath 999: It didn't work, so he's almost destroyed the house, and now is circling the world, I give about three, four chapters before he returns. You also owe me a house, Ken.
*Yet another sonic boom*
Ken: Gee, look at the time! I'd better start walking Young Ken back to his author.
Young Ken: But...
Ken: *shoves him through the door* Bye!
heath 999: If Wormmon lands at any of the reviewers houses, please send him back.
*The last sonic boom for this chapter is heard, as Stingmon still circles the planet*
heath 999: He'll probably land sometime this century. I hope. Please review!
~*~
I smile as the digidestined happily accept my invitation to a Christmas party.
Except one.
Maybe I shouldn't try to invite him; maybe I should avoid his wraith towards me as much as possible.
But,
but I'm trying to get along with all of the digidestined now, and it's wrong to leave someone out, despite the way that you think of them.
I walk slowly up, the last invitation clutched tightly in my hand.
I see the hostility and anger that has radiated in his eyes since the first time that I saw him still there.
I stop, hesitating.
Maybe I was wrong...
maybe we can't be friends.
Determination surges through me.
There's only one way to find out.
I fill the rest of the gap, stopping short in shyness.
"You're invited, too." I stammer, offering the invitation to him smiling as sincerely as I could.
He smiles back, taking the invitation without hesitating, "that's good to know, friend." He says quietly.
Joy fills me.
I'm finally accepted in the group.
~*~
I laugh along with the other digidestined, feeling strange since I haven't laughed in such a long time.
I blush as the other digidestined compliment my laugh, saying I should do it more often.
I haven't laughed like this since before Sam died...
It's time to change that.
After all...
I have friends now.
And I have a reason to be happy.
~*~
I stare at the t.v. in shock.
Digimon are appearing all over the world, causing chaos.
I spot something else.
Something that makes me stiffen in fear.
A control spire.
My own creation, in the Real World.
This wouldn't be happening if I didn't become the Digimon Emperor.
I hear roars outside, and screams.
There's a digimon outside.
I have to stop this!
I run into my room, for once ignoring Mama's concerned calls, asking me what's wrong.
I scoop up the sleeping Minnomon, ignoring his sleepy protests as I gently cradle him in my arms, quickly grabbing unto my laptop along my way out of my bedroom door.
I run out the door, telling Mama that I'll be home tonight.
I hope.
I run out of the building, heading to the source of the screams.
A very confused and tired Minnomon keeps on asking me what's going on.
"You...have...to...digivolve!" I pant as I run.
Strange, I never have been this out of shape since I became the emperor.
But also my grades are dropping.
I shake my head clear of these confusing thoughts; I'll have to think about it later.
I hide behind an alleyway as another crowd of panicked people run by, very gently putting the now-digivoled Wormmon on the ground.
"You have to digivolve to Stingmon!" I shout over the screams.
"I can't!" Wormmon says, a little bead of sweat running down his face.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CAN'T!!!!!!!!!!!" I explode, feeling the Digimon Emperor side of me rise up as pain shoots up the back of my neck.
I mentally kick myself as Wormmon cowers away from me.
Why do I keep on doing this?
And why does my neck hurt so much when I do?
"Temper, temper, ex-Emperor, you should watch that little temper of yours." Arukenimon's mocking voice says from above.
I whirl to see her on top of a building, her partner next to her. "What are you doing?!"
Arukenimon just waves me off with a flick of her hand. "You'll see soon enough." She says mockingly.
I glare at her, even though I have a feeling that she might be right.
~*~
I smile as I hear the other digidestined conversing after our trip around the world.
It's good to be home.
I glance at my watch, shocked to see how much time has passed since we landed.
Mama's going to worry.
"I'm sorry, but I have to go home, my parents will already be worried about me." I say, bowing politely and leaving, smiling happily as I hear Izzy comment that I've totally changed.
It's good to be part of the team.
~*~
I rest my head on my pillow, feeling scared.
Something big is going on, I saw a shadow fly by my window.
I can't worry Wormmon, he's already worried enough.
Exhaustion overwhelms me from the events of the day, and I soon fall into asleep.
~*~
~Dream Sequence~
I stand there proudly, watching as the digimon falls, cheering happily while a boy that is not even a memory to me watches.
Black spheres shoot from the sand, blending so well that I barely see them.
And the other boy doesn't.
I shout a warning as I tackle him out of the way, feeling a million needles rip into my skin for a second as I scream...
~*~
~End Dream Sequence~
I jolt awake, breathing fast and ragged from my all too vivid nightmare.
I haven't had a nightmare since Sam spoke to me in my dreams.
"Ken, are you okay?" A very concerned Wormmon breaks into my thoughts.
"Do you remember a time when I hurt my neck?" I ask carefully, avoiding the question about me being okay.
"Yes, you were young then, you don't remember?" Wormmon asks, sounding surprised.
No, I don't...
and that is what worries me.
~*~
I stare in shock at the news, my face paling as the words sink in.
Children are missing all over Odaiba.
Something's wrong, I can sense that.
Does this have to do with what Arukenimon said yesterday?
I hope not.
~*~
My jaw drops in shock as a dark figure emerges from the street.
I sense evil radiating from him.
His eyes are glued to me, and I start to back away with fear.
"Ken Ichijouji! I need you!" He roars.
I swallow hard, barely hearing Davis demand why he needs me, and who he is.
"You have a dark seed imbedded deep inside you, something that will make me more powerful. Come with me, or I'll kill your friends." The digimon warns.
I flashback to the painful dream that I had last night, does this got to do with anything about that dream?
Even if it doesn't, I can't risk my friend's lives to save my own.
I start walking forward towards the digimon, ignoring the others protests.
I feel Wormmon latch onto my leg, begging for me to stop.
I gently scoop him up in my arms, "I have to go, I can't have the others get killed because I was selfish."
"Oh, how touching, ex-Emperor. I see that you have really changed a new leaf." Arukenimon's mocking voice says from the back of a truck that pulls up.
I jerk my head up, alarmed to see the duo, Mummymon driving the truck.
"Of course, if you did, you would come with us." Arukenimon says, opening the back of the truck.
I gasp in shock of the sight of the missing children, all happily smiling.
"I KNEW THAT YOU WERE BEHIND THAT!" I shout angrily.
"They came willingly, wanting to meet you Ken, you don't want to disappoint them, do you?" Arukenimon asks, already knowing the answer.
I start shaking in fear.
I can't leave the children alone with those monsters.
No matter what happens to myself, I can't see the children get hurt.
I gently put Wormmon down, and walk into the truck without looking back.
I hear Arukenimon slam the door, barely hearing Davis's concerned shouts.
I won't go back to the darkness, even if they try their hardest.
"What do you want from me?!" I demand from Arukenimon, heart hammering in fear.
"Who says I wanted you?" Arukenimon says with a laugh.
I start backing away with fear, only to feel my back hit the back of the truck.
Trapped.
"Oh, don't be afraid, ex-Emperor, I was talking about my master." She says, not sounding very reassuring as she gestures into the shadows.
Arukenimon has a master?
This gets just worse and worse.
An evil laugh that sends chills down my spine comes from the darkness, and a man that looks familiar appears from the shadows.
"Welcome back, Emperor." He says.
Scared, I just stare at him.
I'm in big trouble.
"Who are you?" I whisper, too scared to say it any louder.
"Remember? I was at your brother's funeral..." he trails off, and I suddenly remember the smile in the sea of sorrowful faces.
"If you don't remember, you probably remember this, 'your parents are devastated by your brother's death. They want another perfect child, and you're the only one to fill the expectation.'
I swallow hard, sweating in fear as the memories come flooding back from the e-mail that driven me into the Emperor.
There's only one way for him to know those words.
"The e-mail was sent by you," I whisper hoarsely, too overwhelmed with all this information.
"Who are you?! And why did you send it?!" I demand, finally regaining my voice after several moments of silence.
"I am Yukio Oikawa, and why I sent the e-mail is the same reason why you were kidnapped." He says with a demented smile.
Before I can react, he lunges forward, twisting my arms behind me in a painful lock as I struggle.
I feel my scarf removed, and wrapped around my arms and knotted firmly before something hard hits me in the head from behind.
Stunned, I fall to my knees, shaking my head as I try to clear the stars that are dancing in my vision.
"You know, I see why the dark spore was implanted in you." Oikawa says, walking into my line of sight after tying me up.
"Dark spore?" I ask, dreading the answer.
"Yes, you see, you have to have darkness in your life, an evilness for it to work. When it works, you are a perfect boy in everything, school, sports, and anything else." He explains with an evil smile.
My heart stops at his words.
The pains in the back of my neck when I was battling darkness, the sudden overnight change from kind and caring kid to a coldhearted genius, the Digimon Emperor, and back again to the kind and caring, still with the pains with the lifelong battle with darkness, and no longer the genius.
And...
and Sam's warning in my dream.
It was the dark spore.
Why didn't I figure it out earlier?
"I see that you understand what I'm talking about." Oikawa says, obviously enjoying the sight of my face being white as a sheet. "These children also know about the dark spore, and they want to be like you, so I'm granting their wish." He says, pulling something out of his pocket and lifting something that looks like a portable scanner.
"Pity that there's only one left in existence, that's why I need you, to get a sample for these children, and the little toy I have in my hand will do that for me. It won't hurt that much, and there's plenty to go around." He says, approaching me.
I pale.
I'm doomed.
I feel him grab me by the shoulder, holding me down and easily restraining me from trying to escape.
Then, I close my eyes as I feel cold metal being pressed against the back of my neck, bracing myself for what's to come.
The pain is immediate.
A burning sensation rips through the spot, I as scream, trying to jerk away from the pain as I am held back by Oikawa.
My breathing gets fast and shallow, partly from the pain, partly from the fear that is running through me.
I glance at these kids, the ones who admire me for me being a genius that I used to be.
They don't understand.
Another wave of pain shoots through, even more painful than the last.
Blackness is engulfing me; I know that I'm not going to be able to stand this much longer.
I feel hot tears running down my face.
I'm weeping.
I'm weeping for the helplessness of my situation.
I'm weeping for these children who don't know what's going to happen to them.
I remember my partner Wormmon, latching on and begging for me not to go, and Davis's concerned calls as I was taken away.
If they were following the truck...
where are they?
I close my eyes.
And darkeness engulfes me as I black out.
~*~
~Wormmon's POV~
I watch helplessly as the trains go whizzing by.
I know he's in danger, I can sense it.
I never felt so helpless before...
even when Ken was turning into the Digimon Emperor.
Tears of sadness and helplessness fall down from my eyes.
Please,
please, be your kind and gentle self when we find you, Ken.
I feel my connection to him be cut off.
And I cry helplessly.
TBC...
~*~
A/N: Please review.